Author's note: Hey guys, here's the next chapter.

(Sorry if there are any spelling/grammer mistakes)

The idea for this chapter was suggested, I really liked the idea and I think it works really well.

Thank you for the suggestion, hope you enjoy. =)

I'll always be there

Chapter 10 : Kind eyes

She could feel her heart pounding, hear the blood moving throught her veins as she struggled for breath.

The sound of heavy footsteps grew ever closer as her pace slowed with exaustion.

She collapsed, unable to mover her small body any further, a hand grabbed her ...

Psycho awoke with a gasp, relife washed over her when she looked around to confirm she was in her own bed in the cottage.

' It was just a dream' she thought, she lay wake looking at the cealing recalling the events in her dream, rolling on her side somthing caught her eye in the dull light the moon let in through the open window. On the floor next to her bed was the the half torn poster of the young man with the steely grey eyes.

" If not a dream then a memory?" she mumbled to herself, trying to remeber what had happened all those years ago.

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Flashback (10 years)

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A 5 year old Psycho ( known as Rade at that time) bounced off the ship, she was wearing a Light blue coat and plain black trouseres with brown boots, her hair was held out of her face with a long piece of red rope that was wrapped around her head a 3 times and ties in a bow, the captian who was escorting her had given her a bit of money and told her to have fun on the peaceful island while they restocked, Psycho had been pleased with the idea of buying candy since it had been months since she last had any.

The island was a small winter island located on the grand line, Psycho loved the winter islands, she loved snow and making snow men and snow angles and snowball fights and most other things to do with snow.

The island had a small sweet shop located in the town center, the town was small, a few shops a restrant and a doctors surgery where about the only things it contained, the town square was beatuiful winter flowers evergreen trees and a frozeen water founatin made it an almost unbelievable sight especially for a 5 year old.

The sweet shop was just as pretty as the resto of the town, it had a pink sign that looked like candy floss covered in sprinkles with candy caines and lollypops sticking out of it .

Psycho bought a larg jar of mixed sweets which used up half her money, but she didn't want anything else so that was ok.

"Hello dear, will that be all for you today" the sweet old lady at the counter asked.

Psycho nodded childisly making her sholder lenght hair bounce.

"If you are looking for somthing to do there is a fesitvle going on near the beach" the sweet old lady smiled.

"Really" Psycho asked "I love festivles" she smiled.

The sweet old lady returned the smile and waved Psycho goodbye an she skipped out of the shop.

Psycho came across the festival about half a mile out of town, and like everthing else she had seen on the island it was beautiful, there where bright lights and coulerful dancers moving in perfect time to up beat walked around the festival taking in the sights and sounds that surrounded her, she had become so consumed in the happy atmosphere she hadn't noticed the figures watching her.

After a few hours spent exploring Psycho decided to make her way back to the ship before night fell, like she had agreed with the captian, on her way back to the ship she herd voices behind her, as she turned to investagate where the voices where comming from, she felt a rough hand holding a piece of cloth cover her nose and mouth, she felt dizzy and with in seconds she was unconcious.

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When she woke up her hands where tied behind her back,and she was cold she noticed her coat was gone and she was in her white t-shirt, she was in a small dark room, on the far side of the room there was a rough looking man sat on a old wodden stool watching her, the lack of light hid most of his features but Psycho noticed a cross shaped scar over his left eye.

"Ahh your awake" the man growled.

"Who are you, where am I?" Psycho asked, her voice was uneven and her lip quivered but she was determind not to cry.

"Now you don't have to worry about that, I just wanna talk" the man said in a low rough voice, he stood up walking over to her, she watched him make his way across the room, a menacing smile was visable on his face in the dull light of the room. Psycho's back was pressed agianst the wall preventing her from moving away.

"Now kid, tell me, where is Silvers Rayleigh" the man crouched infront of her, loomomg over her threateningly, Psycho shook her head and shrugged her shoulders.

"Don't play duumb kid, I know you're his kid" Psycho stared at him in scilent shock. How did he know Rayleigh? and how did he know who she was? she was ment to be a secret, unknown to even the world government.

"So where is her kid, You got one more chance!" the man threatened lening closer to her, Psycho shrugged once again causing the man grit his teeth.

"I warned you brat!" he shouted slapping her with enough force to knock her on her side, "Now tell me where I can find Rayleigh!" he hissed, grabbing her arm and yanking her to her roughly feet, she yelped as her shuolder dislocated but once again she refused to answer the man's question, and once again she was knocked to the floor, drawing a cry from her and an snarl from the man.

When Psycho refused to ancwer his questions the man pulled a scalple from his belt, Psycho steared wide eyed at the object, tears flowing down her cheeks and dripping from her chin.

"Where is Rayleigh!" the scar faced man shouted, Psycho shook her head Once again, the man brought the scauple up to her cheek and slid it across her skin making a small scrach. This was repeted meny times, Psycho was covered in small scraches from the scalpel.

The scar faced man smiled menicingly, his eyes burning with frustration, he growled pushing the scauple into Psychos dislocated shoulder, she cryed out in pain, the man chuckled then returned to his stool on the far side of the room.

"we will try this again later" he growled, Psycho sobbed at the scalpels sharp blade dug into her bone.

Psycho sat still trying to slow her breathing, afraid to move or nudge the blade in her shoulder, after a while she her the man on the stool across the room snoring, she glanced at the door and seeing that it wasn't locked she decieded to try and leave while the man was asleep.

Sometime during the intorregation her hands had been untied, she crawled to the door biting her toung in an effort not to cry out in pain, once she reached the door she opened it cearfuly and slipped into the hallway, she looked around notiching a staircase leading to a heavy looking wooden door. Psycho reached the door and pulled it open crying out as it brushed againsted the scalpel still in her shoulder, she had tryed to pull it out but the pain had been to much, Her cry had attracted the attention of two men who had been playing cards in a small room.

"Hey, shes getting away!" one of the men shouted

"Wake up the boss" the other said pointiong to the room she had just escaped from.

Psycho slipped through the door and out into the frezing night, looking around she noticed she was on the outskirts of the village, she ran towards the village hoping to gind somewhere to hide but the only light she had was the dull light from the moon. She herd the sound of shouting close behind her as she ran as fast as she could, trying to ignore the pain in her shoulder as she did so.

By the time Psycho made it to the shops in the village everything was closed, Psycho kept running but her legs where weak and she felt herself stumbling, she could feel her heart pounding, hear the blood moving throught her veins as she struggled for breath.

The sound of heavy footsteps grew ever closer as her pace slowed with exhaustion.

She collapsed, unable to mover her small body any further, a hand grabbed her arm, jolting the scalpel and dislocated sholder and causing her to scream in pain once again however another hand covered her mouth muffling her cry.

Psycho was pulled into a small ally between the shops, the ally was dark enough she wasn't visable and the men chaseing her ran past.

A few moments passed until her pesuers voicses where no longer audable, the hands around her arm and mouth released and Psycho turned around to face the hands owner, she was met with cold steely grey eyes, but Psycho could see a sort of kindness was hidden behind them, Psychos eyes ajusted to the darkness and she was able to make out more of the boys features, he appeared to be around 13 years old, he had a flyffy white hat with brown splodges aroud it and from undrneath his hat a short tuft of black hair was visable, he wore a simple black jacket and a pair of grey jeans along with a pair of brown shoes and a small backpack.

"You're wounded" he stated bluntly, no emotion present in his voice, Psych nodded trying to hold back her tears, The boy took of his bag and produced a few medical suplies.

"this is going to hurt" he said grabbing the scalpel in her shoulder and pulling it out, Psycho screamed unable to hold the tears beck any longer, the boy then twister her arm puting her dislocated sholder back into place, Psycho collapsed unable to handle the pain, The boy caught her and lowered her to the ground.

"Sorry" he murmered, Psycho thought she herd guilt in his voice but she couldn't be sure.

The boy cleaned and patched up Psychos wounds, as he did so he asked her wat had happend, she explained as best as she could.

"This is yours, I guess" he said smirking, handing her the scalpel, she flinched away closing her eyes tightly and shaking her head, "scared of it huh?" the boy mused tossing it away, Psycho nodded.

"Whats your name?" Psycho asked, once the boy was finshed patching up her wounds.

"I can't say" the boy said flatly "whats your name?" he returned the question.

"I can't say" Psycho sain mockingly, her boy grunted but a small smirk played on the corner of his mouth, Psycho shivered, the boy took of his coat .

"Here, you need it more then I do" he said handing it to her, she accepted it flashing him a greatful smile as she put it on, "So where did you come form" the boy asked.

"My ship is at the docks on the North side of the island" she ancwered, the boy nodded and started leading her towards the docks.

Once the docks where visable the boy stopped "this is where i leave you, have a good life kid" He said waving as he turned away.

"Wait!" Psycho said grabbing his arm "Thank you for everything" she said hugging his waist, she untied the red rope around her head and handed it to him, he looked at it questioningly, "To remember me by, its a thank you" she explained, the boy put it in his pocket and flicked her forhead gently.

"You're an intresting one kid" He asid walking away "I'd like to see what you become" he said smirking slightly before he dissapared into the darkness, she smiled waving to him as he left.

Psycho retured to the ship, and to a very worried captian, they set sail again the next day.

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Flashback End

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Psycho sighes running her fingers over the small scar still left on her shoulder from that day, she picked up the poster on the floor next to her bed.

"So it was you huh?, the kind eyed boy" she mused "I wish you had told me your name" she sighed again, letting go of the poster and letting it float to the floor.

"I hope we meet again some day"